The Devil is dancing,
And singing his tune,
Announcing the Shamedom,
Of weirdoes and loons,
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This is a fine poem to begin the month of July which is the halfway point of the year 2015. Whatever we want to accomplish, the time is slipping away. And there's an urgency in this poem. You evoke a very real devil in the first stanza, of the malign Miltonic kind, not in any way heroic like his but filled with the venom of a creature of PARADISE LOST. But not forever - hopefully - you are a free soul summoning other free souls to assert themselves! I'll step forward I see myself as a Faust who has not sold his soul, has not made a pact with Mephistophiles, who has not abused Gretchen. I believe in Goethe's notion of THE FALL UPWARD (sic) .
yes..this is a time when allllllllll...is a swamp of stale..nothingness.build only to mar the other creatures...........
the life governing liquid turns to be a symbol for a devil when it leaves its place of comfort to be displayed..wonderful awareness..
Awesome! I too feel the mire of the anti-social network. At least, your poem speaks to me in that way. Thanks.